Sunėkuaizu Kiryuu

All stories begin with a tale of love, with an exquisite romance between that of a man and a woman whose passion for one another grew by surmounting the hurdles which presented themselves along the road during their pursuit of happiness. A mutual, and rather absurd, infatuation with one another occurred along their path in life, increasingly developing a sort of dependence amongst themselves; the aspect of life itself felt lost, or even meaningless, with the dreadful thought of going their separate ways. Their lives, and even their souls, became intertwined by the chains of fate through the sacred ritual of binding themselves to one another through an act of holy matrimony; she had become his, and he hers. The recently wedded couple set their sights upon an obscure island across the far reaches of Hi no Kuni, their mutual dream consisted heavily upon living free from the influence of shinobi and the political wars of the daimyō. However, the expense of freedom came at a great cost; as dwindling opportunities soon vanished upon acquiring such a freedom as they had. Whilst free from the plagues that which industrialization brought along with itself, the economy laid harsh restrictions upon the backs of the two foreigners whom grew progressively unable of appreciating the offset of industrialization; the smog-free air, the detoxified water sources, and the unsoiled beauty which nature gifted to all of mankind. Their financial situation became all-the-more complicated with the father's lack of having acquired a decent trade during his youth due to the familial circumstances he grew up alongside with; in addition to the decreasing job opportunities found within the confines of the island. Thus the father, whose status was nothing more than that of an ordinary blue collar worker, had been compelled to travel across the land, and to broaden his search horizons far and wide in the hopes for whatever opportunities to present themselves to aid in financing the upstart of his new family.

It had been an all-too natural thing for these opportunities to bequeath a certain sense of disparage amongst oneself, whose demeaning nature would inexorably humiliate those whom possess any sense of pride. However, in spite of bearing the aforementioned quality, the power of love conquered all; its influence could change the nature of a man itself in unimaginable ways. That which he originally found to be beneath of himself no longer held any sense of importance, as his happiness relied exclusively upon that of his wife, and hers relied upon that of her husband; hence their happiness never waned, no matter the obstacles that lie ahead in life as long as they had each other. Through this, the bond between that of the man and the woman grew all-the-more stronger with the passing days which ensued; never once weakening in strength through the changing colors which the seasons brought upon that island of theirs. Whilst the husband scrounged and worked rigorously to gather as much money as possible in order to support their new life together financially, the wife had taken upon herself the traditional role of the house wife; caring for their lovely, albeit small, abode upon the outskirts of the island. Whilst she possessed an ensemble of quintessential sought after idiosyncratic characteristics, her allure lied beyond that of her physical beauty or that of her unparalleled kindness; she bore a smile unlike any other woman, one which was capable of bewitching the hearts of all those exposed to it. Hence it came to no one's surprise that her husband done everything he could and more into seeing that beautiful smile of hers. However, she was a delicate lilac. Whilst she may have appeared as an ideal woman, she was an incredibly frail woman; whom was often prone to sickness, unable of exerting any actual physical strength and heavily reliant upon medication to slow her diseases from progressing to their later stages. Albeit no level of actual danger ever loomed beyond the horizon, her husband felt a twinge of pain upon seeing those miserable moments of hers; though no matter the arisen issue, he could never stop loving the woman.  

Persevering through her own personal issues, she retained an enthusiastic perspective through the daily struggles of life; obtaining a sense of bliss through gardening, never having her interest wain through such a strenuous hobby. Her meticulous care yielded a spectacular sight to behold, which had naturally piqued the interest of the natives of the island; thus debuting her rise in popularity amongst them. Through establishing this connection between themselves and the natives of the island, their life became progressively easier as others would help them as a result of their friendship; often having farmers give away some of their produce, and having work for her husband. As days have come to past and the years had come and gone, the couple had adapted to their new lives together splendidly; they were far from rich, though thrilled with the way things have come to past. Hence it had been an all-too-natural thing for a question to pop-up, the question being whenever will they try to have children. Once confronted with the question, they had announced that they had succeeded and in six-months time, they would be parents. And thus, the first of four children had been born during the month of April; a beautiful baby girl. She would later become a blonde beauty whom eventually become a caregiver for young children, and had been described as the most emotional of their four children. Due to that characteristic of hers, she was prone of quickly falling in love; and with all the wrong kind of men. As a consequence of this personality trait of hers, along with a dash of naivety, she had been with child at an extreme young age of sixteen; though the father had ran away from the responsibility of fathering a child. However, she had not been shunned by her parents and instead had been met with their kindness and their help in bring about their grandchild; whom would be one year younger than Kiryuu. At another point, she had yet again met another man and had his child as well; though they grew apart from one another and thus only remain in contact with one another due to the child whom came four years afterward her first child.

It had not been until she had attained the age of thirty that she found herself a new husband, though unlike those before him, he would joined with her through holy matrimony; her fiance had been divorced and had, had a child in his previous marriage which joined into the new family. Thus they were a happy family of three; that is, until they had a child to commemorate their relationship even further... all of which were girls. The second born, whom saw the light of day one year later than the eldest of the four, was to be traditionally considered the heir to the family name. However, such a thing appeared bleak at first as he went through a multitude of phases during his youth; none of which were ever any good for either himself nor the family name. He had been prone to extreme bouts of violence against all whom impose a sense of authority, whom was likely to play around with women. He even used a vast array of drugs and drank a lot in order to drown out his thoughts. This act would continue well until the point in which one night he had drunk enough of alcohol that he had to get his stomach pump due to experiencing severe alcohol poisoning; which coincidentally enough, had occurred upon Kiryuu's first birthday. From thenceforth, he had straightened his act and made amends for all that he had done; one way or another. A byproduct of a near death experience. He would then become a carpenter, leaving his home island to search for work out west; contacting home via letters and occasionally paying a visit. It had been seven years after their eldest son, that they were yet again gifted with another miraculous son; the third of the four children. He would, as like the previous brother, become a problematic issue for the family though unlike the eldest, he would not morph his personality to become a better person.  

The youngest of the three siblings had grown up as an only child within the confines of their home; seeing as the other two had departed their home in search of establishing their own respective lives. Hence explaining as to the reason as to why he had become distraught once the fourth of the four children had been born; once Kiryuu had been born. It had been then that he had started to changed for the worse. He had grown resentful that his younger brother had stolen much of the attention he had been naturally accustomed to, and thus felt progressively unimportant and even unloved; becoming all-the-more full of angst upon reaching his teenage years which reflected heavily upon his personality from then henceforth. He would become quick to anger, snapping back immediately upon any inconveniences. He would learn to loathe his family, frequently loudly exclaiming how he wished he were born into that of another one; where he dreamed that he could have been born into wealth, and did not need to be subjugated to living in such a dump. Naturally, the father, while it was not his fault, could not help but to feel as if he had failed to provide for his family. After all, he wasn't exactly proud of his various occupations. Janitorial work. A caravan driver... a multitude of jobs that anyone could do. The mother was too emotional, just incapable of disciplining her child; hence the third did as he pleased whilst the father felt bad and the mother unsure of what to do.

Seeing as the third of the four was free to do as he wished, without suffering any actual consequences from his actions; he naturally grew to become increasingly difficult. The first and second born of the family were not there in the household, they were busy living their adult lives. The father was not home often, too busy working long hours in order to keep financial stability. Hence, it was only natural that the third became the male role model in Kiryuu's world. He would make small changes as time passed by, adopting a similar hairstyle, dress similarly, and eventually learn to act the same. Anti-social, quiet, cynical, hating everyone around him... he became this way, in order to appease his older brother. Though, the opposite had occurred. The third found it annoying more than anything else, and thus treated Kiryuu all the more harshly. Kiryuu's original feelings of wanting a place in his brother's eyes, was replaced with hatred. Thus the two of them never got along together. Such social interaction with his older brother became the origin of his current persona; where he felt completely worthless, yet he wanted to prove that he was so much more. The feud between the both of them continued well until the third left the household; though Kiryuu's hatred for his older brother never ceased. No matter how much the third changed after he left. Kiryuu would never forgive him for what he had done to him over the entirety of his life.

Upon having become a teenager, alongside with his older brother having left the household; through solitude, he had been allowed to develop his own unique bland of personality rather than being but a mere copy of the third. Albeit, whilst there was a significant change within his actions and words, he had become tainted by malice and hatred and thus became the man which he is to this day. Through his pessimism and cynic outlook upon life itself, he had become progressively estranged by all those whom surround him both at home and at the academy; which only caused him to descend further into the depravity of loneliness. Hence stems the reason behind his defiant nature which rewarded him with a vast amount of troubles and bushels of bad habits. Whether it be from his menacing physical appearance, or that of his bad personality, he had been subjugated day after day of brawling with those whom either wished to prove their strength, or had any problem with him. It had been years before he had finally gotten caught with undeniable evidence, that he had been captured as a troublemaker, and sent to a youth correctional facility to be taught discipline and respect for authority. Though no matter how much he was beaten down, he had never succumbed to their ways and thus eventually marked to be banished from the village unless he should prove himself useful as a soldier.

The story turns blank here, leaving all to wonder how his tale will come to an end...